Tempered Immortal

Chapter 78—Amazing

The monk who built the name of the money stood on the transmission line. After a white light, his figure disappeared. Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan felt a move.

The other party did not use his eye to see his identity!

Maybe you can take a chance.

Lin Xuan turned and left. After half an hour, he returned. His body had been replaced with the costume of Huo Ling Men. He took a bite of red alfalfa green liquid and took a bite. The spirit of the body was spread and the body was white. The fog was shrouded, and after the white fog spread, Lin Xuan had changed his face completely differently.

During the trip to Xiyue, Lin Xuan was very prepared, especially the materials of the masters of Huo Lingmen. He copied them into the jade tube and remembered them all.

The appearance that is now easily accessible is the elder of Chen’s surname.

"Chen Shishu."

"Yeah." Lin Xuan nodded, and also put on a very proud look.

"Uncle Shi also wants to go to the creek to pick medicine."

"nonsense."

An impatient reprimand, a few inspiring disciples have no doubts, this is also Lin Xuan's clever place, he not only remembers the appearance of the Hullinger monks, but also understands their respective personalities. The elder Chen of this change is a famous temper and moody.

For such a teacher, how can a few low-ranking disciples who guard the transmission line dare to neglect, and even dare not use the eye to see if he is really fake or not, which makes him unhappy.

So Lin Xuan was thrown at the treasure, and several agile monks brought him to the transmission array with respect and respect. The mana was injected and the transmission array was brightened. In the white light, Lin Xuan disappeared without a trace.

After a moment of whirl, Lin Xuan’s blurred scene finally re-clarified. Lin Xuan carefully looked around. He was in a small open space surrounded by dense woods, lush, but also obscured the road.

I don't know where I am going to the creek, but obviously, it is unwise to stay here. Lin Xuan's body shape disappeared into the vast jungle.

About half an hour later.

Another white light appeared, but the light was much more beautiful than Lin Xuan's arrival, exuding the amazing spiritual fluctuations. After the dispersal, there were nearly a hundred monks.

The first few, the extraordinary, is actually the self-cultivator of the foundation period.

Nearly a hundred people in the back, although only the agility period, but also the masters of the fifth layer of practice, each person's clothing corner, are embroidered with a boiling flame, the elite disciple of Huo Lingmen It is.

"Let's go, act according to what I told you in advance." An old man wearing an apricot robes, Tong Yanhe made orders.

"Yes, the head!"

The disciples were all saluted and their faces were respectful. The old man was actually the head of the Fire Gate, and the spirit was true.

Then all the disciples gave their magical powers to become a group of light and shadow, and disappeared into the woods. Most of these ingenious disciples also possessed the spirits. Even if they did not, there were flying symbols such as precious symbols. You can see their extraordinary.

"Several younger brothers, let us also leave, except for the disciples of this school, all the monks in the creek, all the grass and the roots, one does not stay."

"Senior brother, is this a bit wrong?" A 40-year-old middle-aged man hesitated: "Xiyueyu is closed by us, but neutral dispersal, as long as enough spar is paid, they are allowed. Enter, now take the killer..."

"Yeah, brother, it's a mess, the sects that are allied with us, and the Xiuxian family attached to us. There are also many people who take medicine in the creek. If they are all destroyed, we will become the target of public criticism. !! Another person who built the foundation period is also worried.

"Don't you forget the words of the uncle?" Qing Ling's face sank: "The thing is born soon, several years before the expected, otherwise it will not enter the monk outside this door at this time. In the hop, in order not to let the thing fall into the hands of other people, or the news leaked, only the monks inside will be wiped out. You can rest assured that as long as you get the thing, this door will become the hegemon of the realm of Zhangzhou. If you are against me, you don’t have to fear that other comprehensions will dare to retaliate for today."

After listening to this statement, the color of worry on the faces of other monk-based monks gradually faded. The uncle in the head of the door is the only master of this period. The matter of today has been planned for decades. I just didn't think that the treasure was born earlier than the calculation.

A small amount of non-gentlemen, non-toxic and not husband, since it is the command of the uncle and the head, just do it according to the order. Several monks who built the base period looked at each other and nodded, turning into several bright beams of light. Disappeared in the woods.

Qingling real people did not move, although in front of several younger brothers, he said vowed, but in fact, this matter is still no small risk, if successful, the strength of this door will be upgraded to a level, overwhelming the Valley of the Clouds, dominate the state The realm of comprehension is no longer a matter of fact, but it can also be expanded like an outside. If it fails, it will be pointed out by thousands of people, and it will be attacked by countless comprehensions...

Although Huo Lingmen is strong, at that time, it can only fall to the end of a martial art.

Although it is the proposal of the uncle, but as the head, the final decision to make a decision is still yourself!

It is the glory threshold, a generation of masters who admire in the later generations, or let the sects that have been passed down for thousands of years finally fall into their own hands.

The Qingling real person stood in the same place, but all of his hands were cold sweats. As a master of the late stage of building a foundation, he was the head of the school. His original mind was calm and steady. But this decision was too great, and Qingling was equally nervous.

After a while, the confusion on his face gradually disappeared, and the bow did not turn back. Since the decision was made, it is necessary to strive for the best results, and to kill the comprehenators outside the school. One does not stay, and the true spirit of Qingling has disappeared into the woods.